New Eyes by slaveofone
Getting new glasses is sweet. Getting new prescriptions sucks. Seeing things in a whole new perspective, priceless. For some odd reason, my eyeballs decide to change shape over the course of every new decade, which causes my sight to become blurred and changes my whole perspective of the world–literally. Of course, the change takes place slowly over a long period of time so that my mind gets used to seeing things according to whatever shape my eyes are in. When the new lenses come in, it is a bitter sweetness. Everything jumps out into amazing 3-D clarity. I marvel at the sight of individual leaves on trees, the faces of strangers in the dark, distant road signs that are entirely readable… And yet, I know there is going to be a good headache for the next day or two and everything is going to look somehow skewed for the next week as my mind copes with and tries to get used to the sudden changes…like height (somehow I and everything else around me managed to shrink about a half a foot). Fortunately, even though things look smaller or further or closer or whatever than they did before…I am not bumping into things. Somehow my mind knows that the space is no different even though my eyes tell me otherwise. Creation is incredible. Praise be to YHWH.